Chapter 2109: Are You Afraid?
Chapter 2109: Are You Afraid?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The elder of Law Enforcement waved his hand, picking up the glowing light that floated beside him.
A pure white ball of light appeared in his palm.
This was the item used for the inner sect’s assessment.
Braydon Neal and Wilma Nilles looked over.
Braydon’s expression shifted—this item actually contained the power of space.
The elder of Law Enforcement activated the white ball of light, and a door appeared before Wilma and Braydon.
“You two can enter now,” he said.
“But before you go in, I need to remind you of something.” His face turned serious.
“The spatial power inside automatically blocks all external forces.
In other words, if you encounter danger, we won’t be able to help.” “Don’t assume this is a bluff.
While I can break through its spatial power, doing so will destroy this trial treasure entirely.” “Do you think you’re more valuable than it?” Hearing his grave tone, Wilma sighed helplessly.
“Elder, I’ve already said I won’t regret my decision.
You don’t need to worry.” Hearing her words, the elder stopped trying to dissuade her.
“Once you step inside, you’ll feel dizzy for a moment, but it will pass quickly,” he explained.
“The assessment ground will generate challenges unique to you.
However, you can always follow the light in the sky.
Reach its source, and you’ll find your way out.” These instructions were typically given by the elders overseeing the inner sect assessments.
However, judging by the elder’s expression, it seemed he wanted to explain this himself.
“Thank you,” the two said with a nod.
Without hesitation, Wilma turned and stepped through the door of light.
Braydon, however, didn’t move.
“Kid, why aren’t you going in?” the elder asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Are you scared?” “I’m waiting for my friend,” Braydon said softly.
As soon as the words left his mouth, a black cloud appeared on the distant horizon and flew toward them.
The elder looked on with interest.
“Night crows?
That thing?
Ugh, it tastes terrible.” The others said nothing.
Hundreds of night crows swirled above Braydon’s head, circling him.
Braydon’s strength lay in controlling the night crows.
Since so many were watching him take the assessment, most of his true power would remain concealed.
Moreover, this was just a Dharma Idol.
At best, it could kill a level four transcendent.
If Braydon’s true body were here, wielding the power of 90,000 Dharma Idols, even a level six transcendent would fall.
Leading the night crows, Braydon stepped into the door of light.
The world spun, and Braydon found himself standing in a dense forest.
“Braydon, are you okay?” Wilma asked softly, shaking his arm.
“I’m fine,” Braydon replied, nodding.
“Just a side effect of the teleportation.” He tapped the flute at his waist and, sensing the night crows nearby, nodded in satisfaction.
“How difficult is the individual assessment?” he asked.
“I don’t have a definite answer,” Wilma admitted after thinking for a moment.
“But I’ve heard that the unified inner sect assessments usually involve level one or level two monsters.
The difficulty escalates.
There’s even a chance we might face monsters as strong as the elder of Law Enforcement.” Meanwhile, the elder, watching the crowd, asked curiously, “Did you hear their conversation?
How strong do you think the monsters in their individual assessment will be?” The elders exchanged glances before the Seventh Peak elder spoke.
“Elder, you can observe for yourself.
Adjust it as you see fit.” The elder nodded, and with a thought, an image of Braydon and Wilma appeared in the void.
“This is much better,” he muttered.
“I want to see the final monster’s strength.” The scene on the screen shifted rapidly until it stopped, revealing a spiral abyss.
At the bottom, a massive, fierce, earth-yellow demonic beast lay sleeping.
“Is that… the Rock Dragon King?” someone exclaimed.
“A mid-sixth level demonic beast, isn’t it?
Wilma and Braydon might be in trouble this time.” “Yeah, look at that light door—it’s right next to the Rock Dragon King.
At that level, if they get within a thousand meters, even if it’s asleep, it’ll wake up instantly.” The elder observed with interest.
He genuinely wanted to see if these two could succeed.
Their confidence intrigued him.
When the image returned to Braydon and Wilma, everyone froze.
Even the elder was momentarily stunned.
In the scene, Braydon was pulling Wilma along, and beneath them, an endless swarm of night crows formed a platform, keeping them aloft ten thousand meters in the air.
It didn’t look like an assessment—it looked like… a vacation.
“Braydon, are we cheating?” Wilma asked worriedly.
“Isn’t the sect’s assessment meant to test our strength?” “Who says running isn’t a kind of strength?” Braydon replied calmly.
“Besides, if this were purely a test of strength, wouldn’t all those rich kids and cultivation families be a joke?” With no obstacles in their way, the two quickly progressed, already a quarter of the way to the golden line.
“Elder,” the Third Peak elder hesitantly said, “is this even within the rules?
If this is allowed, why have the test at all?” The elder waved him off.
“It’s fine.
Their comfort won’t last long.” “The inner sect examination is still challenging.
Also, are you trying to teach me how to do my job?” Before the elder could respond, he was sent flying with a flick of the Law Enforcement Elder’s hand.
“The thing I hate most in life is people nagging and lecturing me,” the elder said coldly.
“If you think you’re so capable, go invigilate the inner sect assessment yourself.
Honestly, don’t you think people like this deserve a beating?” The remaining six elders hurriedly nodded, sweating profusely.
Back in the image, the peaceful scene around Braydon and Wilma suddenly shifted.
Fog began to roll in.